Anyway it was mostly a good day. but I was very concerned to find a smurf had made his way to Knutsford! Where will they end up next?
Bit of a dampener on the day though .. well don't imagine the scene but I was having a wee in the loo when I heard someone say .. "Oh there's a German Shepherd out there, that's one breed I can't stand, Oh it's not yours is it?" Person two replied .. "No I have a Border Collie!" Person one then said "Oh good I've no idea why anyone would want one of those as a pet!"
Well I was not in the mood to leave it and came flying out of the cubical announcing "The German Shepherd is mine!" Not knowing who had said what I waited for the silence to break and get a response. Eventually the woman at the next sink spoke to me .. "Well I was bitten by one!" My reply, was " well it wasn't that one was it!" She said .. "Well that's what the owner of the other dog said!" A tad confused by her reply I just said again.. "It wasn't my dog that bit you was it, it wasn't that dog!" I couldn't be arsed anymore and turned and walked away. Unknowing to me as I walked out she shouted "Horrible dogs, horrible breed!" ... Linda who by now was out of a cubical too shouted back at her .. "No they are not!" I wish I'd heard her because I would have gone back, I just wasn't in the mood to let it go! Silly cow. After walking Loki through crowds and around all the stall, paw perfect, I was seething and upset and yeah it did kind of spoil an otherwise great day!
